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A theorist, organist, and conductor, Jeff Ostrowski holds his B.M. in Music Theory from the University of Kansas (2004), and did graduate work in Musicology. He serves as choirmaster for the new FSSP parish in Los Angeles, where he resides with his wife and children.
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Tournemire could be charming or he could bite your head off. One day I could not replace him at St. Clotilde because I had a wedding to play at another church. Tournemire played on Sunday, period—that was all. He did not play weddings and so forth. (He put all that on my back.) So I went to Tournemire’s house to tell him, “Master, I am sorry but, for once, I cannot replace you. I have another obligation to fulfill.” He said, “Get out of here!” I left for good.
— Testimony of Maurice Duruflé

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“Pleni sunt coeli et terra gloria tua.”
published 24 October 2016 by Jeff Ostrowski

E LOVE LIVING in Los Angeles, but there’s one thing I miss tremendously about the Midwest. I’m speaking of the Autumn leaves, which in northern regions of the United States turn unbelievable colors. Seeing the beautiful colors, I would always recall the SANCTUS: Pleni sunt caeli et terra gloria tua.

729 A

729 B

729 C

718 red leaves

717 red leaves


Fulton Sheen once said: “I pity the atheist—he has no one to thank.”